Ra's emerged from the Lazarus Pit within minutes, the green liquid rolling down his bare skin. You watched as he ran his fingers through his wet hair, his eyes momentarily closed, and you didn't know whether to focus on the butterflies in your stomach, or the painful squeezing of your heart. You hated it - everytime he used the Lazarus Pit, knowing the damage it caused.

He left the Pit with a deep sigh, sliding into his green robes to cover himself up. You were perched near the edge, glancing at the acidic liquid just below your feet, swallowing uneasily. Ra's' lip quirked when he noticed your eyes fixated elsewhere, making sure there were no traces of the Pit left on him as he approached. He didn't want it to have any damaging effects on your healthy body.

His chest rumbled, gently taking your chin and tilting your head back into a deep kiss. His voice was low, his eyes still shimmering with the lingering neon colour. "What are you thinking so hard about?"